Saturday, 18 February 2012

Shoes.Some people love them,others (like this writer) are indifferent to their charms.But whatever the case,we tend to collect them.Here are a few of mine and their stories.

White summer shoes.[2nd hand]I've had these beauties for just under a year.They were pulled from the depths of a cardboard box and have been in the light ever since.I like to imagine that some grandma somewhere once enjoyed them as much as I do now.Also,as you can tell,that grandma and myself have worn them into a someone dishevelled state.